Chapter no 32

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After the conversation, Haya had left the room and Zaid looked at Mubashira and let out a sigh.

Zaid....

Mubashira whispered inaudibly, her finger moved. Zaid saw it and a hopeful smile spread across his face.

Mubashira.

Zaid called out, his voice trembling with relief as he reached out and cupped her face with trembling hands.

She opened her eyes and blinked the delicate folds of her eyes and looked at him.

Are you okay?

Zaid asked, his hands still cradling her face. Tears of relief escaped his eyes as he felt relief washing over him.

Kya hua....

She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zaid smiled and made her sit on the bed and pulled her in his arms. Mubashira was confused for a moment.

Khuda ka shukar hai ke tum theek ho.

Zaid said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of love and relief.

That's when she remembered that she had taken sleeping pills. She pulled away from the hug with a jerk and looked at him, her eyes wide in alarm.

Woh.... Zaid sleeping pills...Main

Shh.

Zaid shushed her placing a finger on her lips

Uss bare mein baat mat karo.

Zaid said pulling her in another warm embrace, his voice was soft but held a hint of barely controlled anger.

Mubashira trembled slightly in his embrace and he tightened his hold on her.

He pulled away from the hug and cradled her face in his palms, their eyes locked.

Kuch khaogi?

Zaid asked her softly cradling her face as if she's a child.

Kuch nahin khana.

She said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Theek hai.

He said softly and then leaned in, placing his lips on her cheek in a tentative, affectionate kiss. Mubashira closed her eyes, her heart pounding against her ribcage as a wave of warmth coursed through her vains.

He smiled at her. Her facade had crumbled and her true self had came to light. In these moments, she looked like a girl who craved for love and assurance, who was a little weak and needed strength and he'll give her that.

Oh!!!

A thoughtful expression flickered across his features as he tapped his finger under his chin, a gesture he does whenever he's in deep thought.

Mubashira opened her eyes and blinked them.

Kya hua?

Mubashira asked, her voice filled with concern, her eyes searching his as she reached out, her hand brushing against his cheek in a tentative, affectionate touch.

Nahin choro.

Zaid said softly shrugging his shoulders, pretending to not to care and looked away for a moment before looking back at her.

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